“Hey, where are you going?” she whines as I walk around the bed, naked as the day I was born.
I know she’s watching me. Her attention burns into my back, ensuring my cock remains hard and ready for her to get back in the saddle, so to speak.
Glancing back over my shoulder, I find exactly what I was expecting.
“Up here, baby,” I tease, forcing her to lift her eyes from my ass to my face.
Her cheeks blaze at being caught, and I fucking love it.
“Just wait and see,” I say before ducking into the bathroom and kicking the door closed behind me. We might have taken our relationship to a new level last night, but I’m not sure we’re at “listening to each other pee” quite yet.
I do my thing before turning the faucet on to fill the tub. I grab a box of Epsom salts and sprinkle a generous amount into the water, letting the floral scent fill the air.
Once I’m happy with the temperature, I let myself back into the bedroom to find Freya sitting up in the middle of my bed with my sheets wrapped around her naked body.
What a fucking vision.
“Are you running a bath?”
“Sure am. I’m gonna make coffee, then I’ll be back to put you in it.”
“Put me in it?” she repeats.
“Yep. That way, you don’t need to use those wobbly legs.”
I march toward the door but pause when she calls my name.
“Are you going out there naked?”
I glance down at myself.
“Uh…yeah. Problem?”
She drags her bottom lip through her teeth.
“No, not at all. I just…wasn’t expecting you to.”
“Get used to it, I don’t have to be on my best behavior for my personal chef anymore.” I wink at her before strutting out of the room, ensuring I give my ass an extra wiggle as I go.
58
FREYA
Ilove a good soak in a bathtub, but bathing with Cole behind me, his solid thighs on either side of my hips, and his strong arms wrapped around my waist as I rest back on him was something else. Okay, having his hard length poking me in the back the entire time was a tease I really didn’t need, considering just how sore I was from the night before, but it was a hardship I was willing to endure.
I was doing my very best to forget about everything that was no doubt happening on the outside; all I cared about was what was happening in that bathroom, in his bathtub.
It was perfect.
Everything since the moment he led me into his bedroom last night has been incredible.
Heis incredible.
Sure, reality scares me.
I’ve learned the hard way how painful it can be, living a life under the spotlight.
But I keep telling myself that it’s going to be different this time.
